Cold CEO Love Attack
Chapter One's

There are so many mysteries in this world. And it's very hard for you to understand.

But when you face difficulties and have not met the solution. So remember this: 'that God created this world so thoroughly, there is not the slightest error. Where there are questions, there are answers, it's just...

Maybe the answer is hidden?'

One line is not necessarily a stain, because for those who can, it is the beginning of a beautiful work of art.

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A drop of sweat fell back slowly following gravity. Watering the ground and relieving thirst from the scorching rays of the sun this afternoon.

A man took off his mud-filled hoe casually. He stood up and looked at the overbearing face of the sun that continued to intimidate him. His hands consciously moved to wipe away the sweat that still wanted to fall.

From the right, a little boy ran towards him. His hand waved at the man and shouted:"Father!"

The old man looked over with a face that looked tired. But, after seeing the little one, she was clearly smiling sweetly.

He took off the straw hat on his head and walked over to the girl. Not to forget he also shouted:"be careful!" To the little girl.

The small walkway was not paved, nor was it in cement, so there were many small stones that would interfere with walking.

The middle-aged man's face was a little worried, as he saw the cake-like little girl barely tripping over by a small pebble.

It was fortunate that a thin black hand immediately caught the stocky body.

But, the owner of that hand turned out to be very thin. He could not help the somewhat fat girl to continue standing in balance. Tragically, they both fell.

The middle-aged man who was relieved to be crazy again when he saw two children who were grimacing because of a fall.

He ran over frantically, and helped the white and somewhat fat little girl to stand up.

Restlessly he rubbed the girl's hands and feet, fearing there would be bruises from the fall.

"Are you okay, baby?" Ask gently.

The girl had been crying since she fell. Now, he looked at the person in front of him pitifully.

"It hurts!" Whine at the little girl and point at the elbow which is indeed a little scuffed.

The man looked at the part that the little girl showed. He saw the elbow he had missed.

In a hurry, he took the girl's hand. He blew it with great attention.

The girl also looked at the middle-aged man with an innocent face. Her tears did not fall again.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, does it?" Ask the old man.

The girl shook her head.

The middle-aged man was relieved as he looked at his little girl's trousers.

With a friendly smile, he led the little girl to a shabby cottage not far from here.

The backs of the two are very harmonious and happy. Leaving behind the black little girl who was staring at the girl earlier was full of envy.

Those envious eyes did not last long. He stroked the wound on his elbow and his knee was rough. Although his hands and feet hurt, he still ran with a bag of food in his left hand.

He became a running figure chasing attention and happiness.

She's a poor girl. Born from his father's hatred for his mother. Not only did she not like her father. He is also often the subject of ghibah and ridicule of the villagers.

No one wanted to be friends with him just because his skin looked darker than the rest of the villagers.

Her name is Kleine Engel.

Ever since she was in the womb, she's been hated by her father. So when she was born, her father didn't even want to glance at her. Especially to name it.

His mother was a mute man, and also could not give him a name. Besides he was also illiterate, absolutely no one gave him a name back then.

From the beginning, his father did not love his mother. He was able to marry his father because he managed to set a trap. And forced his father after the trap was successfully done.

So, his very strange name came from a stranger who accidentally passed by. And mention those two words.

The village chief kindly helped him make a birth certificate.

After his birth, his mother no longer had any hope for him. So, he never wanted to take care of that poor girl.

On the threshold of life that is truly the end. The village chief's family kindly took care of the girl.

But ill-fated, because it was only a few months after taking care of Kleine. The family had an accident while heading to the city.

Kleine was less than a year old. No more milk for him to drink. His mother won't take care of it. Even disgusted to see him, so did his father.

Never returned after his birth.

Feeling sorry for her, her father's neighbors took care of her. But, not long after, the elderly widow or neighbor either died of a heart attack.

All the villagers who initially sympathized with the little baby began to shy away. They thought the two events were related to Kleine.

Since then, Kleine has earned a nickname.

Yeah, fucking carrier!

At the time, he did not understand anything, not a single thing. The innocent baby was abandoned.

His mute mother also came under a lot of pressure from the villagers. Because I can't stand it anymore, and don't want to be kept on teasing. He easily gave up on life, leaving Kleine alone on this cruel earth.

After her mother's death, Kleine's father was forced to take care of little Kleine.

A few months later, his father married a young widow.

No one knows how he got big until now. Maybe her stepmother was good enough, and willingly took care of her?

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God knows what is best for each person. He was not sleeping, only wanting to test his people to become stronger.

If you have a problem, be patient. Handle everything calmly and wisely. Everyone does not need to rush. Just calm yourself down. Be patient!

Most importantly your efforts, results are only temporary. It won't be forever. As bad as any result, after time drowns it. Believe me, you will not remember it as a failure.

You will remember him as a good teacher.

Winning by yourself doesn't mean so much. If it had expired its show-off time, it would no longer be useful.

So keep fighting. The end point is still far away, because you still can't see it!

No wasted effort.

Before returning to the vast and great sea, the water once flew in the wind and was forced to fall.

Then, it must follow a current that is not shaft. The surface is rough, and painful. Sometimes it falls repeatedly, and has to hit hard rock after rock.

It is life, full of struggle. If you don't want to fight, then be a useless loser.

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Kleine, that girl is not pretty. His body was thin due to malnutrition since childhood. Her hair was curly and unkempt, her skin was dark and only her height looked good.

At the age of just ten years. Kleine's height was already far different from most other children in the village.

Unfortunately, the thin body is very incompatible if combined with a towering height.

Kleine fell down again accidentally as he ran after the father and son. He grimaced with pain, as the wound this time was quite large.

The nail on his toe was half gone. The dam in his eyes was broken, and flooded the black tapered cheeks with small river water.

His father looked over and saw the girl fall. He's clucking pissed. Crouch down and speak a few delicate words with the little girl in front of him.

After which, the girl walked cheerfully towards the hut that was already very close.

Meanwhile, the middle-aged man walked towards Kleine.

The leg was not beautiful, covered in a very muddy dirty cloth. Kleine could only see his toes. Without footwear, the finger cannot be recognized by the nail.

But, the most certain thing was that each of those toes, had a size three times larger than his currently injured finger.

Kleine knew who it was, he did not dare to look up.

He wasn't sure, but he was very happy in his mind.

'Did you want to help me?' his mind screamed expectantly.

Kleine's expectations grew even greater, especially as the middle-aged man bowed. His heart was pounding with full hope.

However, Kleine was instantly slapped by that hope afterwards. Because the middle-aged man did not glance at her and helped her in the least. He simply picked up the food rant that was beside Kleine.

Afterwards he turned around and waved at the girl who was on top of the hut.

Not one bit did he glance at Kleine. There is no word of concern or concern. Even if it was a rage, Kleine never got it.

The tears that had subsided, fell back lightly. Drop and continue to the other droplet.

~For others, being hit is the most painful thing.

Some people say harsh words are very slashing.

But, but for me...

Abandonment is the core point of all that pain~ Kleine.

Kleine knew that his life was not accepted. From birth he was never wanted. Everyone stay away from him.

His mother...

Her father's...

Kleine doubts she was born from the womb of a mother.

Sometimes he asked himself, did he descend from the realm of death?

Why is he so hated?

When the pain inside is present, the pain of being injured in the leg is no longer felt.

The most painful is already there, then what else is that little pain.

Kleine wiped away those tears that could not stop flowing. Slowly he stood up, his pants torn at the knees. His clothes are full of stitches.

His skin was black, and he was very dirty after falling twice. Added to that with tears smearing his face.

He looks very pathetic.

With shaky steps, he limped in a different direction to the middle-aged man earlier.

In this world he was not accepted, but he also did not want to end his life just because of the rejection of many people.

Life means so much. There is only one forever.

Is it worth wasting a beautiful gift just because of the payment for that gift?

Maybe if someone else was in Kleine's position, they would have long wanted to die. Because life is too impartial.

But, Kleine is not!

He could endure the neglect of others, he himself had no idea how he had survived until now.

On the crowded street, left and right Kleine could hear laughter from everyone.

This season all residents usually plow the land, to become fertile when planting corn later.

From the hut to the hut, Kleine could not help but hold his irish eyes.

But, can envy make everything she wants come true?

Nah!

So release...

Kleine smiled in solitude. Some of the citizens who saw him thought he was crazy for smiling for no reason.

On the road, if anyone passes from the opposite direction. They're gonna turn around because there's Kleine.

Or they'll pull their kid away from Kleine. Then, it looked at Kleine with hostile eyes.

Some brats will scream from afar.

Saying Kleine is crazy, an unlucky carrier, stupid and other hurtful words.

There were also those who boldly threw stones the size of children's fists.

Kleine tried to avoid the throw. But, because it's not just one who throws. Kleine couldn't escape.

Among the many stones that hit Kleine, there was a hard stone about Kleine's forehead.

Kleine's body fell. His forehead was bleeding, because the stone had a rough surface.

Now, Kleine did not even feel any more tears.

Maybe her tears are dry?

Children also have fears and limits. When they saw the blood on Kleine's forehead, they stopped throwing stones and ran.

From the beginning, Kleine's legs did not stop bleeding. Now Kleine's forehead is bleeding too.

Head dizziness quickly, due to too much blood.

From his father's farm, to this place. About a hundred meters away. So, Kleine's blood has come out a lot.

On a creepy road because it is covered with many trees. Kleine fell down.

The last drop of tears fell to the ground, and after that Kleine was unconscious.

The blood from his legs and forehead did not stop. Keep flowing.

But, after a while the blood dries up and closes the wound.

Maybe God knows that a good man has to take it sooner. That the good man's life should not suffer too much.

Or, maybe... God loves Kleine too much. So he wanted to take Kleine back sooner.

Kleine's breathing had weakened even further, since he had not even drunk a mouthful of water. And he hasn't been fed since a few days ago.

Maybe his life will end here.

Kleine once said: "If one day I go, I'm sure no one will cry for my departure! But, I do believe. The sky is good for me, and when I'm gone. Then he will cry to accompany my departure!"

Such haughty words were not without reason. Long ago, when Kleine was in law by his stepmother in error. Kleine had to bask in the hot sun.

Kleine's lips were chapped with thirst. His face was bleached from hunger. And cold sweat had poured out, bathed him with the salt water.

At that most critical moment, the rain came. Eliminating heat, quenching thirst and accompanying the sense of loneliness that Kleine was experiencing.

And it didn't happen just once. There was more than once a rain came when Kleine needed it.

Sure enough what Kleine said, the rain did indeed fall when Kleine's breath was no longer visible.

Kleine's life ends here...

This short story is not long...

See you, on the other side of Life~ Kleine.

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